High-level martial arts: unlimited clones, can kill S-level monsters at the beginning

"Are you finally here?"

The Marshal sat up straight, changing his usual lazy demeanor.

Although the venue was plunged into darkness, for high-level warriors, seeing in the dark is already a basic operation.

He looked around, not missing any corner.

Unfortunately, however, no abnormalities were found.

Was it really just an accident?

The city lord explained to the leader of the alien race next to him:"It should be the aging of the line, it will be restored soon."

The leader nodded:"After all, they are a low-level race, and it is normal for the infrastructure to be backward. I understand very well."

The city lord was embarrassed.

In his heart, he cursed the power engineer in charge of the scene tonight.

The Marshal snorted:"Since the Maca people are so noble, why do they still spy on the world of our low-level race?"

The leader's smug expression froze:"Of course we are doing this for your own good"

"Without the protection of our Maka people, how could you humans occupy a place in the abyss?"

"How can we develop the world's will?"

The commander responded sharply:"If so,���I won't bother you any more, please go back tomorrow."

The alien leader's face was terribly gloomy.

The city lord quickly stepped out to smooth things over.

"The human race and the Maca race have been cooperating for so many years, we are one family, why should we talk about different things?"

The city lord gave the alien leader a way out, and he also took advantage of the situation.

"Come to think of it, we are somewhat related."

"Is your sister doing well now?"

The commander crossed his arms, looked at the stage, and said in a deep voice:"She is fine, you don't have to worry about her."

The leader of the alien tribe smiled and said:"She is really a miserable person, surrounded by all kinds of misfortunes since the day she was born."

"Or, her birth was a mistake."

A powerful aura burst out from the body of the great commander.

The leader of the alien race slapped the armrest of the chair with his right hand, and the aura of a high-level warrior was also released.

The two auras collided with each other, tit for tat, and neither of them gave in.

The Lord of Jiangcheng, who was caught in the middle, was in big trouble.

He felt like a lone boat floating on the turbulent sea, in danger of capsizing at any time.

"Have you two ever thought that I am just an intermediate warrior and cannot stand your torture?"

The city lord cursed in his heart, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

Crack - the chair under the alien leader's buttocks suddenly cracked.

Then with a"bang", the chair turned into powder.

The leader still maintained a sitting posture, with a very ugly face.

He lost this round of secret confrontation.

The two of them put away their pressure at the same time.

The corners of the Marshal's mouth rose slightly.

"Come on, quickly change a chair for the noble Maka leader."

The city lord wiped the sweat from his forehead and yelled at the staff behind him.

"Where are the electrical engineers?"

"What on earth is going on? The power hasn’t been restored for such a long time?"

"The last five minutes, if the power system is not restored, you will be beheaded."

The assistant behind him was timid and hurried to convey the order in the dark.

"" Hello, hello?"

A strong male voice suddenly sounded from the speakers. Then, a high-decibel, piercing sound of an electric microphone was heard. The crowd was caught off guard and their heads were buzzing.

"I knock!"

The person who was speaking into the microphone was also obviously startled.

"Sorry, there was a mistake in the first operation"

""Hey, hey, hey, you should be able to hear me now, right?"

The mayor frowned.

What on earth was going on behind the scenes?

He was furious.

He had made up his mind.

When the banquet was over, he would tear off the head of the person in charge of tonight's banquet.

The commander frowned slightly, he smelled something different.

"The host forgot to turn off the gas at home and went home"

"I will host the rest of the show."

The whole place was dark, with only the sound coming from the speakers.

"Ladies and gentlemen"

"Next, please enjoy the stage play,"Dancing Demons"》"

"Performer Sunflower Circus"

"Please give a warm round of applause to welcome the little black guys to their shining debut!"

"Show time!"

Thump, thump, thump, thump— the passionate music instantly ignited the whole audience.

The commander raised his eyebrows and immediately gave the order in the headset.

"The target has appeared, all of you act according to the predetermined plan."

The Marshal's face was stern.

These little black guys actually dared to come.

It was simply audacious.

Today, he must catch these little black guys in one fell swoop.

The leader of the alien race became interested.

As a diplomat of the Maka tribe, he had seen countless welcoming performances.

But this was the first time he had seen such a strange performance like tonight.

It was mysterious and seemed quite interesting.

Swish - beams of light shone down from the ceiling.

More than a dozen guys wearing animal masks quickly descended from the light column along the ropes.

At this moment, the city lord finally realized that something was wrong.

"What about security?"

"Take all these people down for me!"

After receiving the order from the city lord, the more than 40 warriors and security guards waiting in the inner field immediately rushed to the stage.

At this time, the host's voice sounded again in the speakers.

"Act One, Art is Patrick!"

Boom boom boom boom - almost at the moment the host's voice fell, the thirteen beast masks on the stage exploded one after another.

The security guards who rushed to the stage to capture the little black guys were caught off guard and were blown to pieces.

Several guys who rushed to the front and wanted to grab the first-class merit were even blown dozens of meters away.

Their bodies were embedded in the wall, from three-dimensional to two-dimensional, and they might not be able to get out even if they tried.

Pa pa pa pa - nine Maca representatives, including the team leader, applauded enthusiastically.

The Maca people are known as a fighting nation, and they like this kind of passionate performance.

The alien team leader praised again and again:"Art, it's really too artistic!""

"How did you achieve that self-destruct effect?"

"It's exactly the same as the real thing."

The city lord at the side couldn't help but roll his eyes.

How can you ask such a question from your mouth?

How do you want me to answer?

The city lord's head was a little confused.

The scene of more than a dozen people self-destructing in front of him at the same time was too shocking.

He couldn't figure out where these lunatics came from?

What did they want to do?

A group of inferior warriors self-destructed, and really wanted to hurt foreign guests?

They could only threaten low-level warriors.

The scene after the explosion was a mess.

It was already pitch black, and the venue became smoky and dusty.

The only high-level warriors present were the commander-in-chief and the leader of the alien race.

Now the lights were turned off again, and no one could see anything except them.

Taking advantage of the chaos at the scene, another group of guys wearing beast masks rushed out from the backstage, shouting messy slogans.

"Onboard——"

"For the Horde!"

"De Biao, get out here!"

"It’s Wang Biao!"

"Oh, Wang Debiao, get out here and die!"

"……"